We'd been texting for a few weeks now, and I thought it'd been going well. Met up once for drinks and, while we'd had an enflamed make out in the bar booth, we'd agreed that we should take it slower, that it was worth it to wait for us to be more sober than we were for our first time together.

After that, of course, things got busy. Work, other obligations. I mean not Busy-busy, just that we couldn't fling ourselves onto each other again for a week. That didn't stop us, though. You'd initiated the fireworks. That Tuesday, around noon, I just received a picture from you. Tits out, tongue out. And then a series of texts, "Recklessly horny right now." "Wish you could use your mouth on me right now." It was a turn. A very welcome turn. I went into the bathroom and work and shot back my own nude.

The rest of the week was a series of complaining over how busy we are and how desperate we were to explore every inch of each other's bodies as quickly and thoroughly as possible. So we set a date. It wasn't a dinner, it wasn't drinks, there was no pretense except that we were going to meet and I was going to "bend your good girl ass over and give you the railing you deserve for teasing me all week."

I'd taken all my precautions and care. Showered, shaved, put on my good cologne. At your request, I went commando, which felt odd, given that the thrill of the situation had me semi-hard the entire trip over and I felt my sensitive cock pressing against the rough fabric of my pants.

But as I pulled up to your apartment complex, another guy was getting out. Similarly dressed, handsome but not drop-dead gorgeous. Different from me, for sure. A little shorter, blonde instead of brunette, more stoner-athlete vibes than professional. He gave me a once over and grinned cheekily at me, clapping me on the back charismatically as he says, "Looks like the girls are a bit wild in this building, huh? What are the odds for two obvious booty calls at the same time." It set me at ease, and I laughed with him as we walked in. But then we started getting a bit awkward as we walked down the hall together. Then climbed the stairs to the same floor. Then stared at the same door together in silence.

Then, you opened the door. "Ah, guys, you found each other, c'mon in!"

Hopefully an interesting prompt! I'd like to play two men invited over for an MFM booty call. There's a bit of a surprise. Maybe we know each other from before, maybe not, I'm up to workshop the relationship between us all to whatever is most hot.

Maybe this continues after a good session into something of a competition between the two guys. Or maybe things are all gold and flowers and we have a miraculous throuple where you get the ever-living stars fucked out of you each night. What's your fantasy?

My kinks are: - Public sex / exhibitionism - Female body hair / bush - Sensory play (Scents!!, sounds, descriptions aside from "I suck the dick and wiggle my ass") - Cum and cum play! - Extreme enthusiasm about sex

Things that I like but I wouldn't say are exactly full-blown kinks, nor are they necessary: - Bimboplay / cockdrunk - Pheromones / artificially enhanced arousal (Give us boner pills, light a special candle, etc.) - A bit of fantastic sexual elements (Large cocks / tits / ass, copious amounts of cum, fucking for far longer than surely anybody would actually be able to hold out, etc) - Competitiveness!

Things that I dislike and would not play: - Extreme age gaps (I get very icked out by like 18-22 year olds w/ 45 year olds) - beastiality - scat/vomit/blood/brutality - raceplay - cnc / rape fantasies

If this prompt sounds fun to you, chat or message me and let's have some fun!